Gang life (Book 1)

Chapter 18

Adeline Santiago's POV

I wake up to warm sunlight streaming through the window onto my bare back.

I turn to see that Matéo is not beside me.

I go into the closest and find one of his black sport shirts and wear it, along with a pair of shorts for decency.

I brush my teeth quickly and wash my face, before tying up my hair.

I walk barefoot down the steps and through some corridors until I see the kitchen.

I walk inside to see Matéo standing at the counter shirtless, cooking something.

He can cook, too?

I silently walk up behind him and as I get closer, I see a couple of scratches and bruises on his back from last night and I feel my face heat up.

I plant a few kisses on his shoulder.

I wrap my arms around his waist and slide my hands to the front of his hips and put my hands down his sweatpants.

He turns around to face me and his eyes skim over my body.

"Hm, good morning baby" he says, his voice voice still deep from sleep.

"Good morning Matéo" I say a little bit shy.

He smiles down at me and kisses me.

"I had fun last night" he says.

I look away shyly.

"I did too. Thank you" I tell him.

"For what?" He asks.

"That's what people who love each other do" he tells me with a shrug and my heart jumps.

The idea of being in love is still so foreign to me.

Before Matéo, I never really had time for dating.

I nod at him and turn to the counter, to see what he's doing.

It looks like pancake batter.

I take over from him and make breakfast, fairly quickly. 

After we are done, I collect the plates and take them up for washing.

I'm part way through and then I feel his presence behind me.

He presses his groin into my butt and my stomach fills with butterflies.

"Matéo, no!" I giggle.

I know exactly what he wants.

He swivels my hips around to face him.

I look up at him and his eyes have gone dark again.

"You sure?" He asks.

I gulp.

His hands find my butt from underneath the shirt and he grabs it.

Butterflies float around in my stomach once again and I suck in a sharp breath.

He can read me like a book.

He lifts me up and sets me on the edge of the kitchen sink.

I wrap my arms around his neck and trail my fingers through his hair.

"There is going to be an event tonight and you, Mrs Santiago, are going to be my date" he says.

I nod and he kisses my neck gently, biting slightly.